A man showed up the High Octane offices after hopping out of a horse drawn carriage and presented a golden envelope that contained the following comment from HOW Commissioner Lord Cecilworth Farthington:
“Please stop posting the drooling, pudding brain filled, piss encrusted thoughts of a bunch of olds on the website you useless crumbums.
Euthanasia would be too kind for these mouthy old fucks.
They better watch what they say or I’ll prepare a segment on Refueled that would make The Egg Bandits weep in its magnitude and pointlessness.”
When asked how to respond to the Commissioner, the man from the carriage chuckled and then slapped me in the face with his leather gauntlet. We here at High Octane Wrestling had no further questions after that point.